Soul Land—Chapter 44: Hunyuan Immortal Grass, Zhu Zhuqing Picks the Yearning Heartbroken Red
Fuck—you don't even want to act, right? Ling Qianyao knew that Qian Renxue was being deliberately careless. As the owner of the sacred six-winged angel martial soul, she had mischievous thoughts. Looking at Qian Renxue's face in his arms, which became more beautiful due to the heat, Ling Qianyao admitted he couldn't control himself. He leaned over, and his lips precisely covered Qian Renxue's crimson lips. The passionate kiss instantly ignited both of them.
Qian Renxue was initially slightly stunned, then responded enthusiastically, wrapping her arms around his neck and exchanging tongues.
Time seemed to stand still.
"Stop, stop for a moment, huh," Qian Renxue gasped, pushing Ling Qianyao gently with her soft hands, her cheeks flushed.
A silver thread slid down between her proud curves.
Her cheeks burned, and the burning sensation just now faded, replaced by a simple warmth from her rapid heartbeat and blood flow.
"Huh—" Ling Qianyao also panted heavily, retracting his hand from her jade legs.
His mind gradually cleared, and he immediately noticed the change in Qian Renxue's state before him.
If her initial state of flushed skin and profuse sweating was caused by the immortal herb, then he could be sure that Qian Renxue was pretending.
The effect of the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower may have affected her body, making her feel hot, but the look of being burned by flames and on the verge of losing her mind was undoubtedly intentional—done by Qian Renxue herself.
Now, her accelerated heartbeat and shy expression were her genuine reactions.
Usually, she teased Ling Qianyao with a thousand moves that seemed able to kill the world. But when Ling Qianyao truly took the initiative once, she was defeated early.
Highlighting her innocence and playful nature.
Ling Qianyao held her in his arms and laid her on the nearby bed, then sat on its edge.
Qian Renxue sat up, her eyes filled with confusion and coquettishness. Her chest rose and fell slightly from the excitement just now, and her white thighs naturally overlapped. Her jade feet brushed against Ling Qianyao from time to time.
"The effect of the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower on you doesn't seem that significant. The improvement is limited?"
Qian Renxue nodded slightly. "My six-winged angel martial soul is the top martial soul on the Douluo Continent, with a sacred attribute that can be called the ultimate. Although the true fire of the sun is somewhat inferior, it is also infinitely close to the ultimate."
"The fire contained in this Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower is indeed very strong, but the enhancement to my martial soul is limited. At most, it allows my flame to go one step closer to the ultimate and supplement some strength."
"My soul power has increased by four levels. Originally, this immortal herb was intended to boost my martial soul with its energy. But after realizing it had little effect, I turned most of its energy toward improving my soul power," she explained casually.
"In other words, the immortal herb has little actual effect on enhancing your martial soul ability," Ling Qianyao touched his chin and thought.
Qian Renxue smiled lightly. "The so-called immortal herb is merely a product nurtured by heaven and earth. My six-winged angel martial soul is the purest existence in this world, with endless potential and power."
"Although the immortal herb can help, it's only an external object. It cannot fundamentally change the nature of my martial soul. The Land Dragon Golden Melon can help Dugu Bo's martial soul evolve, but that's because his bloodline is too weak."
"For me, even this immortal herb with its incredible effects is just nourishment for my martial soul," she said proudly—her innate confidence clear in her tone.
In other words, the limitation that ordinary people can only absorb one immortal herb didn't exist for Qian Renxue.
Ling Qianyao thought for a moment and took out a white jade-like immortal herb from his angel bracelet.
The aura was majestic and pure.
"What is this?" Qian Renxue was surprised.
"Hunyuan Immortal Grass," Ling Qianyao explained. "Its simple function is to purely improve the soul power level of soul masters. It can also assist in condensing soul cores." The last part echoed in Ling Qianyao's mind.
For soul masters, the more they follow a single extreme attribute path, the stronger their combat power in that specific field.
Spiritual plants like immortal herbs tend to have simple but powerful effects—the higher the grade, the greater the utility.
The Hunyuan Qi within the Hunyuan Immortal Grass is one of the few energy substances on the Douluo Continent that is distinct from soul power.
After merging with soul power, it can enhance its quality, help compress soul power, and even aid in condensing soul cores.
"Why does it look so small? It hasn't grown much yet," Qian Renxue leaned over and poked the leaves of the Hunyuan Immortal Grass with her finger.
Ling Qianyao nodded. Including the Star Luo Holy Pearl, the two immortal herbs that appeared in later generations had yet to reach ten thousand years.
But their effects were still significant.
Ling Qianyao thought that by handing over the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower to Qian Renxue, he could maximize her improvement with mature immortal herbs. But it didn't improve her much.
However, the Hunyuan Immortal Grass had the potential to assist in condensing her soul core and was one of the few immortal herbs capable of influencing her god-level martial soul.
He initially planned to find ways to quickly increase its age and energy efficiency in the future.
But since Qian Renxue wasn't restricted to absorbing only one immortal herb, he figured he could give her this one. Although her soul power level might decrease slightly, the benefit of aiding her soul-core condensation was real.
"Take it leaf by leaf. Each time, absorb one through meditation. I suggest doing it when you're about to reach the Soul Saint level."
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Night at Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Ling Qianyao's dormitory.
Under Ling Qianyao's gaze, Zhu Zhuqing spat out a mouthful of red Heart Blood onto the petals of the Yearning Heartbroken Red.
The blood-colored white petals quickly turned bright red like fire, exuding a mesmerizing beauty.
The flower bloomed fully, bright and gorgeous, shining with a golden-red hue.
The Yearning Heartbroken Red fell from the black stone and floated into Zhu Zhuqing's hands.
With a faint smile, she stroked the petals of the flower, whispering, "Never wither? Such a beautiful flower. Thank you, Qianyao."
Ling Qianyao gently took her into his arms. "Eat it. It's the best way for it to be absorbed, and I'll always be here."
"Okay," Zhu Zhuqing nodded softly.
She understood Ling Qianyao's meaning. When she learned that the Yearning Heartbroken Red would never wither after recognizing its master, she briefly thought of keeping it by her side. But this idea was quickly abandoned—that flower was not her true desire; she liked Ling Qianyao more.
She gently raised her hand and brought the delicate, fragrant flower to her lips.
Closing her eyes, she took a light bite, and the flower transformed into a warm force that slid down her throat and into her body. Suddenly, a gentle, powerful energy surged within her.
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